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****For the rest of that evening Jenny did as a typical pissed off and depressed woman did when she had too much on her mind. She finished off her wine coolers and ate all the ice cream in the freezer. She really wasn’t that upset about Jeff, it was the call from Nick that sent her over the edge.

Eight years ago when he left, he’d taken a piece of her heart. As much as she hated to admit it, every man she’d been with since had been compared to him.

Sure it had been eight years, but the wound was still fresh. It wasn’t exactly easy to get over being left without an explanation. If he thought he could just waltz right back in and think she would talk to him, well he had another thing coming.

Now as the morning sun beamed through her windows begging her to get up, Jenny rubbed her forehead trying to massage the headache away. She didn’t remember dragging herself to bed. She also wasn’t sure why on her pillow sat her phone.

Groaning loudly, Jenny sat up into a sitting position. She unlocked the phone and scrolled through looking for any sign of why the phone was in bed her actual bed and not on the night stand.

“Oh crap.”

There was an unfamiliar number that had been dialed, 555-6782. Please tell me I didn’t. Leaping from her bed she jetted to the answering machine. Skipping Jeff’s message she went right to Nicks.

She did. “Oh God.”

Looking back at her cellphone she saw they’d had a twenty minute call. What the hell had she said in that time? Her head hurt to bad to think about it. She needed to pop some ibuprofen and start the coffee. Right as she entered the kitchen her phone dinged that a text message had come in.

Looking forward to lunch today See you at noon at our spot on the beach. - Nick

Damn, this day had just started and already she wanted it over.

****I hope you come back next Friday.Tomorrow Ella Jade continues her story, Waves of Change